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LoreThe Salt MinesIn a campsite on a cliff above the salt mines of Trostland, a man with a Golden Gun held two Guardians hostage. Behind them, an ashen silhouette smoldered on the cliffside.
"I gave you every chance," said the man with the Golden Gun. "Any last words?"
One hostage lifted his head and took a breath. Before he could…
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